Chapter 67. His Fate in My Hands

Then Alpha’s jaws sank into my hind leg, not merely gripping but tearing. I felt the sickening snap of tendons as they yielded under his power. A howl shredded my throat as my Wolf crashed to the floor, chest heaving, talons dug into the boards for purchase. I tried to rise, to keep fighting, but my body refused orders. Tendons severed, paw slashed, a rib half–shattered—it was too much all at once.

Alpha stalked closer, each step deliberate, victorious. His every muscle spoke dominance. With my injuries slowing me, I could not shift back or press the attack. My mighty Wolf trembled in defeat.

From the corner of my eye I saw Elizabeth: pale as a wraith, trembling so violently her slender frame shook. Behind her, Noah’s anguished face mirrored my own fear. He understood that if I fell, she’d face Alpha’s wrath alone. Or worse. His lips pressed into a thin line.

Alpha’s deep growl rattled the rafters. He hovered over me, chest heaving, jowls slick with blood. His vict